So, I went back to bed.
I went to the gym.
I went to the store and bought all the makings for a proper Irish supper.
Kiss me quick, for I am indeed Irish. On me pappy's side and truth be told, the Irish, or at least the Irish I know, are full of blarney and booze.
I am not.
Okay, well not full of booze anyway.
But, back to the story at hand...
In about twelve hours food will be in short supply around here.
It's all because of these guys:
Don't get me wrong, I am terribly excited to have my three favorite guys back under my roof, it's just the food thing. Or the lack of food thing. Maybe that is why I was thinking about cupcakes earlier today.